Writing Reality

[Patronus]

Here's a new poem. It signifies what I feel like right now. Excuse the punctuation; I don't punctuate when I write poems for some reason.

a cigarette burning
next to an empty beer can
a girl in the corner
with tears of fire
running down her cheeks
bruised skin and a broken wrist
tangled hair and a pierced heart
she tried to figure out
why things had to be this way
an abusive father
a no good mother
was it a consequence?
for being a bad girl
or for sinning too much
she prayed to the Lord Almighty
to forgive her for her wrongdoings
and closed her eyes
wishing everything would go away
and when she opened them
it was all still there
and she had to face reality

[Secily]

That was powerful...O_o...very good.
It seems sad, because that[I] is[/I] reality, and things like that happen every day...

Very true to life...

Sorry that Ican't make this longer, but that sums it up from my perspective...

[Pawn114]

I have to agree with the poster above... that was extremely powerful... almost seems like she was blaming on herself, something she did... The sad thing is that these things do happen everyday... why cant the human race just not abuse... wolves dont abuse sons/daughters... I cant thing offhand of any animal that really does (ok, some animals eat their young, dont ask me about that, they probobly have good reasons), we dont. I loved reading it, and I hope to read more of your work

-Pawn